Fractured Anna's-Versary

Hark, hark! The shark! I think that I shall never pee Into something nasty as puree... Quoth the raven, "What the heck for?" Twas brillig in her sleazy toes Mumby gyros grown through her nose... The game came down to this or that When Mighty Casey threw up at bat The fault, dear Blutarski, lies not in our cars But in us, that we are---SMASH! CRASH!---seeing stars Coo coo, cachoo, Mrs. Robinson Your priest loves you more than you will know (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) Mary had a little brown camel Whose hump her dentist had made of enamel Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack drown in some political slick Fi, fie, fo, fum, I smell the stench Of another Presidential run... And Snow White fell in love, parried And slapped happily ever after! That's all, Folks! (Looney-Tunes)